Over the past few years since becoming ill, I haven't been the most sociable person in the world. Not a choice I made but one of the realities I have had to begrudgingly accept. When you are ill, being social is bloody hard work! Comparing myself to the 'old me' isn't always the best idea because I need to accept that this is who I am now, and this is what I have to work with. However, in this case I would like to point out that I haven't always been an antisocial introvert, in fact I was quite the opposite!
It takes a certain type of friend to stick around when you become so very ill. Someone that doesn't care if you can't join them on shopping trips or nights out, they don't care that coming over to sit by your bed side is as fun as it is going to get, or that cancelling said bedside visit at the last minute because you are too ill isn't a problem under the circumstances. They have to not care, even if it is rare, to not be seen in public with someone that looks like the walking dead, they don't care if they have to push you around even if the journey does include a hill which they are really going to struggle with, and if the chair is left at home they have to not care that their blood circulation may be cut off temporarily as you cling on to their arm for fear of falling to the ground. They have to not care that their friend isn't like they are any more, but they DO have to care that their friend is still the same person inside and they need friends more than ever. These friends are hard to come by, which is why I love the special ones I have so very much.
Two of these special friends travelled up from London to visit me last week. It was the first time in a long time we had seen each other but it felt like we had never even been apart, and that to me is a sign of true friendship. Of course I wish I could see friends more, and do more fun things with them, but for now I'm happy with what I can get and that I am well enough to even see friends at all because there was a time when I couldn't.
Here's to good friends, and friends that don't care, but still do care!
Here we are freezing our arses off getting so windswept at my beach, Londoners need some beach in their life though, even if it is freezing.